Xiaolian thought about it and felt that Uncle Yuan’s words made sense.
Although she knew that Chen Xuan was probably not an ordinary person, she was poisoned after all, and there must be no threat tonight. She immediately waved her hand and asked the two of them to carry Chen Xuan to a corner of a mud house and lean against her.
Chen Xuan did not resist at all. Now the toxins in his body are still on the rise. Although they are temporarily suppressed, it is impossible to detoxify in a short period of time, so he does not plan to take action.
The night in the mountain village is much deeper than in the city.
At around 8 o'clock in the evening, the village was covered with dark paint and smear, and people could not be seen or roads could not be seen.
Xiaolian's people took kerosene lamps, candles and other things that could be illuminated to the center of the village, which made it look less dark.
After another half an hour, everyone felt the sound of footsteps coming from outside the village.
"Miss Lian, maybe someone from Baicao Sect is here!" Uncle Yuan thrust a carp, jumped up from the chair, and looked towards the entrance of the village.
The poisoned Baicaomen also looked at the entrance of the village.
Now the sect leader is their only hope for rescue.
But thinking about the poison in him was colorless and tasteless, and even the universal antidote in the sect could not be interpreted, Senior Brother Gao and others were quite desperate.
If the sect leader could not resist this poison, then the Baicao Sect would really be destroyed.
Xiaolian's eyes looked clearer and brighter in the darkness. She could see at a glance that at least thirty or forty people came to the entrance of the village.
"It should be someone from Baicao Sect. Everyone is going to put soft-gluten fragrance."
When Chen Xuan heard Xiao Lian say this, he realized that the poison he was called soft mushroom fragrance.
I don’t know how Xiaolian made this colorless and tasteless poison, even he was caught.
Thirty or forty people at the entrance of the village soon walked to the center of the village and saw the fellow disciples sitting on the stone pier or on the ground. They were all weak and immediately became alert.
Senior Brother Gao and others wanted to remind their disciples that the air was poisonous, but Xiaolian's people had already sealed their mouths in advance, and they could only make whimpering sounds.
Among the thirty or forty people entering the village, one of them had a high forehead and a wide mouth. It was Ye Rong, the leader of Baicao Sect.
He felt something was wrong with the air and immediately ordered: "Cover your mouth and nose and don't inhale the air!"
When dozens of disciples heard this, they all covered their noses with their palms or sleeves. They knew that the air was definitely not right, but if they kept holding on, how long could they last?
"Get out with me first!" Ye Rong made a quick decision, turned around and ran away.
But as soon as he ran two steps, he was stopped by Xiaolian's people.
"Master Ye, it's too late to run away now!"
"Who are you? Why do you want to harm our Baicao Sect?" Ye Rong asked in shock and angrily.
Uncle Yuan sneered: "You don't need to know who we are, just lie down for me!"
"Hmph, it's not that easy to poison me!"
Ye Rong gave the order and ordered his disciples to work together to rush out.
But as the disciple rushed out, he could not hold back his breath and immediately inhaled the soft-gluten fragrance. He felt his limbs become weak and he could not control his body and all fell to the ground.
Only Ye Rong can stand alone.
This surprised Uncle Yuan very much.
"Miss Lian, why is this Master Ye not affected by the soft-scent fragrance?"
"It's useless to not be affected by him alone. You guys quickly arrest him!" Xiao Lian appeared behind Ye Rong and said coldly.
Ye Rong turned around in surprise. After seeing Xiaolian, he opened his mouth wide, as if he saw something incredible.
"Xiaolian, it's you!"
"That's right, it's me, Ye Rong. Over the years, I can finally avenge my parents!" Xiaolian's eyes were full of hatred.
Ye Rong smiled bitterly: "Xiaolian, the truth back then was not what you thought, listen to my explanation..."
"What else can I explain! Uncle Yuan, take him to the village center!"
After hearing Xiaolian's order, Uncle Yuan and another subordinate were about to capture Ye Rong.
However, Ye Rong is not just the leader of the ancient Chinese medicine sect.
If he had no ability, how could he let Baicaomen stand in the Qinling Mountains for so many years?
Chen Xuan, who was not far away, had long seen that Ye Rong understood martial arts, and when Ye Rong took action, the aura surprised Chen Xuan even more.
Because Ye Rong, who practiced ancient martial arts, actually!
However, Chen Xuan could see that Ye Rong's ancient martial arts level was not very high, and he might only be at the level of body tempering.
But it is more than enough to deal with Xiaolian's subordinates.
Ye Rong beat Uncle Yuan to the ground with a backhand.
Xiaolian's other subordinates rushed forward and were easily dealt with by Ye Rong.
The Baicao Sect was excited: "Little bitch, dare to look down on our sect leader's strength, now you're done!"
Xiaolian was calm and retreated to the center of the village.
Ye Rong chased and planned to capture the thief first. As long as he captured Xiaolian, his disciples would be safe.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he ran behind Xiaolian, he felt a series of rapid airflows coming from both sides!
"Bullets?" Ye Rong's first reaction was that these airflows were caused by the bullet cutting through the air.
He only has the level of body tempering, and he still cannot resist directly when facing bullets. As he had no choice, he could only give up chasing Xiaolian, dodge his body backwards, and dodges the bullet's shooting.
But Ye Rong did not expect that these bullets would come one after another, and his dodging position was calculated by the gunman in the dark. As soon as he took a step back, more than a dozen bullets came through the air.
Ye Rong shouted softly, wiping out the full strength of his body to protect his body.
Since he could not avoid all the bullets, he could only choose to avoid the vital parts, and instantly shot into his shoulders, arms, thighs, and back.
But Ye Rong did not feel particularly painful, but instead felt a burst of soreness and numbness.
"Anesthesia bomb?" Ye Rong was shocked and then smiled bitterly.
He used his special physique to prevent soft muscle fragrance, but he could not prevent ordinary anesthesia bombs.
The numbness became stronger and stronger. Ye Rong couldn't even stand for a moment, so he could only kneel on one knee and look up at Xiaolian in front of him.
At this moment, the Baicaomen's face was filled with despair.
Xiaolian turned around and said indifferently: "Ye Rong, you have today too!"
"Xiao Lian, can you listen to my explanation?" Ye Rong said with a wry smile.
"What else can you say, say?"
The overall situation has been decided, and Xiaolian is not in a hurry at all. She doesn't want to kill this enemy so quickly, but wants Ye Rong to be questioned with conscience before her death.
If Ye Rong didn't think he was wrong before he died, then Xiaolian would feel that revenge tonight was meaningless.
"Xiao Lian, actually, I didn't poison your mother back then. The poisoning was done by your fake father, the deputy leader of our Baicao Sect!"
Ye Rong's first words made Xiaolian change her face.